Occupational Therapy

2010-10-20-macrame.jpgSome make figurines out of paper, others string colored beads on a necklace that never ends, or paste pieces of fabric onto an infinite quilt. Occupational therapy they call it; keeping the hands busy so the mind doesn't lose control, is what I would call it. Occasionally one of these repetitive occupations manages to divorce me from reality, though I don't do it with needles and glue, but with the help of screwdrivers and clippers. I get to disconnect circuits, rebuild cables, open up every kind of appliance to see if their working diagram is more logical than our absurd reality. I make and remake technology.

Perhaps one day I will manage to create some gadget that not only will relax tensions, but will serve, finally, to connect us to the Internet.

Yoani's blog, Generation Y, can be read here in English translation.
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